Chapter 211: Gentlemen, please be polite
"We've seen this guy before."
As Townsend walked down the creaking stairs of the Leaky Cauldron, he could already hear the low voices of the guests in the bar.
"Yesterday at noon, right? He took the golden cane and entered Diagon Alley through the back door of the Leaky Cauldron Bar. β
"That's right, that's an impressive person, I only thought it was a foreign wizard at the time, but I didn't expect it to be a dark wizard who entered the country illegally Judging from the remarks that came out, the other party is a pure madman."
"He doesn't look like a madman, I mean, I've seen a lot of crazy people, none like him. Just believe half of the statements in the Daily Prophet. β
"That's right, for example, we can all see how far-fetched the report on Professor Tang is, Sirius? If he had the ability to rob the prison under the guard of so many Dementors, he wouldn't have been locked up for that long in the first place. β
"Even if it wasn't done by the mystery man, it must have something to do with the former Death Eaters, my friend in the Ministry of Magic revealed the inside information, the ten prisoners who were rescued were all former Death Eaters, the most loyal group to the mystery people."
"But doesn't it say that Professor Tang personally admitted that his prophecy does not include the mysterious person?"
"Would you rather believe in Fudge, Umbridge, Rita Skeeter, or Professor Dumbledore, or Professor Don, who really demonstrated divination?"
"Oh, that's rightβ" The regulars noticed Tang Sen walking down, nodded again and again, and someone shouted, "Professor Tang, is what the newspaper says true?" About the mystery manβ"
With a relaxed smile on his face, Tang Sen said, "I just saw the newspaper, and to be honest, I was a little surprised. β
"So, Fudge lied?" The regulars asked, "Your prophecy I mean about the mystery man, is it true, right?" β
"I'm just a divination professor, friend." Townsend spread his hands and said, "I'm not interested in these newspapers or these rumors, and I have no intention of interfering in the internal affairs of the British Ministry of Magic, all I did was to demonstrate some divination skills to the students in class." β
"As for whether everyone believes it or not, that's not something that a soothsayer can control."
The regulars were immediately indignant and said: "But the Ministry of Magic tampered with your prophecy, and even tried to deceive everyone, if the mysterious man is really resurrected I mean, Professor Dumbledore has mentioned this matter more than once, but the Ministry of Magic has always denied it, but if this is the truth, we should have the right to know and be prepared." β
"Otherwise, we will be killed by Fudge's stupidity and those statements of the Daily Prophet!"
Tang Sen smiled helplessly and said, "If even Professor Dumbledore's words can't be trusted by everyone, what's the use of what I say?" β
He stopped the conversation, waved his hand, and said, "Old Tom, bring me a drink, I have to get ready for class." β
"Butterbeer?" Old Tom came out from behind the bar.
"No, non-alcoholic drinks are better." "I don't want to be in front of my students with the smell of alcohol. β
"Professor Tangβ" The regulars were a little unwilling, and said, "Anyone with a discerning eye can see that your prophecy is correct, if you can make a statement in the Daily Prophetβ"
"It doesn't make sense." Tang Sen took the drink handed by Old Tom and said, "Those who are willing to believe in the truth must have come to their senses, and those who are unwilling to believe it, even if I say countless more prophecies, it will be meaningless to them. β
He took a sip and said, "You should never try to wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep." β
Seeing that the regulars were still a little reluctant to ask questions, Old Tom patted the table and said, "Okay, give Professor Tang a little time to enjoy his drink, why don't you go to the Ministry of Magic if you have any questions?" β
"Or go to Professor Dumbledore. You can't expect a soothsayer to wield a wand to help you keep out the mysterious, can you? β
Tang Sen smiled: "If it comes to the time when it is necessary, of course I can. I don't think I'm any stronger than anyone in this room when it comes to spellings. β
He joked, "After all, for a soothsayer, I don't have that many opportunities to use spells. β
There was a good-natured laugh in the tavern, and of course a soothsayer would not have too much power, which was normal and in line with everyone's imagination.
Tang Sen pulled out a paper figure without a trace in laughter, and rubbed his fingers lightly on the paper figure, his expression became a little dull for a moment, but the next moment, he regained his vitality.
No one noticed this small detail that was not noticeable, as the door of the Leaky Cauldron Bar was pushed open, and a man walked in without hurry.
Knock - Knock -
The golden cane in his hand struck the wooden floor with the sound of footsteps, and after the abrupt laughter, it was very clear.
"Magician!" A guest's stool creaked and he scrambled from his seat and stared at the well-dressed guest.
"What are you going to do?!" Reflexively, he drew his wand and aimed it at the magician.
The other guests also stood up and drew their wands.
Old Tom jumped out from behind the bar, stood in front of Tang Sen, and whispered, "Professor Tang, don't worry, if there is any accident, Chuck will take you out of here." β
Chuck is the house-elf of the Cauldron Bar, a creature born with the ability to cast spells, and can easily apparilate even without a wand.
Townsen, who was sitting at the bar, stood up, with the same wary expression as the others, and drew his wand.
His movements are not very smooth between them, but no one notices this.
Everyone looked at the magician, but the freshly baked wanted criminal for the British Ministry of Magic did not show any fear or panic, but showed a satisfied smile.
"Looks like you already know me?" "That's great news," he laughs, "I don't like to introduce myself every time." β
"Whatever your purpose, get out of here now, wizard!" Old Tom said in a deep voice, "This is the Leaky Cauldron Bar, not a place for you to mess around. β
"Messing around?" The magician shook his head: "No, if I were going to do anything to you, you would already be a corpse. β
He looked around at the guests and said softly, "My advice is that let's be polite and don't point our wands at me, and I must remind you that I hate people who are rude." β
"Crazy! Do you think you alone can deal with so many of us? One of the guests shouted, "I remember the Ministry of Magic offered him a bounty of hundreds of Galleons?" Let's go up together, subdue him and send him to the Ministry of Magic! β
The crowd hesitated, the guests at the Cauldron were not dark wizards, most of them hadn't used spells in a long time, which was normal in the British wizarding world, and most wizards might be able to use life magic well, such as levitation charms, illusions, or repair charms.
But combat magic is something that is difficult for some strong people.
Simple spells like "Except Your Weapon" and "Hanging the Admiralty Upside Down" are fine, but if they are more difficult than "Broken Bones" or "Flames", students who have just graduated from Hogwarts may be more proficient.
In fact, in this environment, wizards who follow the rules rarely have the opportunity to do their hands.
Of course, even a simple spell can be considered a threat with a numerical advantage, but it does take courage for everyone to do it to an unknown wizard, especially if the other party already has several lives on their body.
They prefer to wait until the Aurors arrive, and leave the hands-on work to the professionals.
The atmosphere began to be awkward, until the magician let out a chuckle and said, "It seems that no one is going to do it?" That's good, I don't want to kill you. β
He snapped his fingers, and the wands pointed at him by the wizards suddenly writhed, and the head of the wand turned into a poisonous snake that had been devoured by the man, turned around, hissed, and bit at the face of each wizard.
The wizards were startled and reflexively shook off the viper in their hands.
The next moment, the vipers turned back into wands and fell to the ground with a crackle.
"Wandless Transfiguration?"
Old Tom looked incredulous, he was more experienced than the other wizards, so he shouted in disbelief, "How is that possible? No one can do that! β
It's not that he can't do wandless transformation, although there are very few people who can do this kind of thing, but Old Tom at least knows that Dumbledore can do it, but directly turn the wand in the opponent's hand into something else?
No, it's not magic at all!
If this kind of thing can be done, then what kind of wands do wizards use, in the face of wizards who can transfigurate, wizards who can't cast spells without a wand just quit the wizarding world!
"It's just a few simple little tricks." The magician ignored the wands on the ground, but leaned on his cane, walked to the bar in a hurry, and said, "I think it might be more acceptable to take away a wand than to take a life." β
"This is also a good way to avoid some regrettable incidents."
He sighed, looked at everyone with blue pupils, and said, "I mean, I don't want to kill any wizard except for the hopelessly foolish, every wizard is a precious treasure to the world. β
"You killed two people yesterday!" Someone shouted.
"Three." The magician held out three fingers and corrected, "Last night, I was going to visit a well-known figure in the British wizarding world, but it was disappointing that only one of his servants was left there. β
"That's a very rude gentleman, and he greeted me with a Piercing Charmβwhich is stupid."
"Fools have no value in living."
In yesterday's chapter, it was written that Smaug was not sure of defeating Voldemort head-on, and then many book friends thought it was unreasonable and suppressed the combat power.
So to explain a little, when I wrote about Smaug in the second volume, I used the image of Smaug in the movie, and in the third volume, I also wrote that Smaug can crush the transcendents below the demigod, but he will still be injured by the means of the demigod or above.
It is a majestic creature with a body length of hundreds of meters, and it is enough to deal with most enemies with its body and dragon flame, but it can also be damaged, and its scales can defend against some physical and magical damage, but it is not immune.
Voldemort may not be able to kill Smaug, but Smaug will certainly not be able to defeat Voldemort unless the other party is crazy enough to stand with Smaug and take Smaug's attack, I mean, Voldemort is different from the shepherd in the previous volume, even if he behaves weakly, he can use apparition in battle.
Above.
(End of chapter)